William Blake (1757–1827). The Poetical Works. 1908.
Poetical SketchesSong: Love and harmony combine
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And around our souls entwine
While thy branches mix with mine,
And our roots together join.
Chirping loud and singing sweet;
Like gentle streams beneath our feet
Innocence and virtue meet.
I am clad in flowers fair;
Thy sweet boughs perfume the air,
And the turtle buildeth there.
Sweet I hear her mournful song;
And thy lovely leaves among,
There is love, I hear his tongue.
There he sleeps the night away;
There he sports along the day,
And doth among our branches play.